Qin Hu

Chapter 82 Counting romantic figures, but still looking at the present!
Ying Zheng was stunned, then raised his eyebrows dumbly and said, "Why is my son so determined? Isn't Qin Fa and Qin System bad?"

Zhao Zihu pondered for a moment, showing a rare expression of seriousness, and solemnly raised his hands and said: "Dare to ask my father, where is the strength to strengthen Qin to sweep the six kingdoms to calm the troubled times?"

"Qin Fa, Qin System..."

Ying Zheng's answer was almost blurted out, but after the four words came out, he shut his mouth abruptly, blinked Danfeng's eyes, hesitated for a moment, and then changed his mouth again: "Strength lies in the reform!"

This is what Han Fei once told him, and it is also what Zhao Zihu said.

The reason why Qin was strong was because of Shang Yang's reform.

But there is no universal law in the world. The Great Qin Empire today is not a corner of the Qin Kingdom at that time. If it wants to continue to prosper, the only way to continue to reform is to adapt to the Great Qin Empire today.

There will definitely be resistance!

There will definitely be labor pains!
However, if it remains unchanged and the status quo is maintained, it is not a question of whether it can be passed on.

But this Great Qin, after the first emperor, will inevitably collapse.

This world is bound to be in chaos again.

Even if Zhao Zihu is allowed to sit on the throne of the second emperor, all he can do is to reunify the Great Qin when it collapsed.

Finally, still have to change!

"It seems that Father also understands the truth that change leads to constant strength, that's all, why bother?"

Zhao Zihu put away his awe-inspiring attitude, and said with a smile: "Even if you go in the wrong direction, it's better than the world chaos after the father..."

"Of course, my father is in the prime of his life, even if he goes in the wrong direction, he can change it again!"

This is not serious again, and I started to flatter.

But Ying Zheng shook his head, held up his gray beard, and sighed: "Zhen, is this also the peak of Spring and Autumn?"

Zhao Zihu hesitantly asked, "How old is Father?"

Ying Zheng subconsciously wanted to open his mouth to answer, but when the words came to his mouth, he changed to: "Do you know how old my son is as a father?"

Zhao Zihu was stunned by the question, hesitantly said: "Forty... How old are you?"

Yingzheng's face gradually turned down, and Danfeng's eyes also showed evil spirits.

He knew that this unfilial and rebellious son probably didn't know his birthday, as expected!
Fusu doesn't say anything else, but in terms of filial piety, he can dump this cowardly baby for 800 years!
"Hey, the point is when the father was still in the prime of life..."

Seeing that Lao Tzu was about to lose his temper, Zhao Zihu hurriedly continued the conversation: "Father is haggard now, it's just the result of years of hard work."

"This time, I only need to change the central structure, and I will be more relaxed in the future. Take time out every day to practice martial arts to strengthen your body, and then eat a reasonable diet to maintain your body. It is not difficult to return to the age of [-]."

"Jieshi, what's wrong with Daqin that can't be changed by the emperor?"

"Furthermore, in today's Great Qin, there are countless capable ministers, can't they be compared to a Shang Jun?"

"In my opinion, the ancients didn't necessarily know it, but they were more talented than today's people. Counting romantic figures, let's look at the present!"

When Ying Zheng heard the last sentence, he couldn't help being surprised, and put down the whip that had been raised in his hand. He hesitated for a long time before nodding his head in admiration and said: "Counting romantic people, let's just look at the present... so bold, so good." Sentences! Beautiful sentences~!"

Seeing that Zhao Zihu was making him happy, he couldn't help secretly heaving a sigh of relief, he raised his hands and said, "Then father, you should rest earlier, the body is the capital of transformation."

"As long as you can live long, this Great Qin, it can't go wrong!"

Ying Zheng flicked his sleeves: "Go away~!"

As he said that, he turned around and entered the imperial tent.

As if he had been pardoned, Zhao Zihu turned on the red rabbit horse, surrounded by sharp soldiers, and left in a hurry to go back to sleep.

If you don't sleep well, you will really become short and stubby in the future~!

……

In the imperial tent, the internal servants had already tidied up the case that Ying Zheng overturned when he left, and the jade seal niche box was placed on the head again.

Ying Zheng took out the two pieces of hemp from his sleeve and carefully put them in the niche box.

Then, looking at Zhao Gao, he said, "Bring a roll of cloth and a sand basin."

Zhao Gao was slightly stunned, and persuaded with his hands: "Your Majesty should take a rest earlier. Although Mr. Zihu's words are to make His Majesty happy, it is not unreasonable. The body is the capital of revolution. Only Your Majesty can live for thousands of years, and Daqin can do it." Safe and stable, like Mount Tai in front of you!"

Ying Zheng shook his head: "Your kindness, I know it myself, so I don't need to say too much, and it's not too late tonight, just bring some cloth."

"only."

Zhao Gao didn't dare to persuade him anymore, so he took a piece of cloth and laid it on the case table for Ying Zheng, and put the sand basin beside the case.

Ying Zheng picked up the brush and dipped it in thick ink, pondered for a while, and then began to write and draw on the cloth.

As soon as he started to write, he continued until dawn, during which time he stopped to meditate, or turned the pen upside down, wrote and drew in the sand basin as a draft, and then copied it on the cloth.

Zhao Gao cheered up and smoothed the sand basin for him from time to time, adjusting the cloth and silk for him to paint.

The house attendant made strong tea for the monarch and his ministers, and served it for drinking at any time.

"Your Majesty, Langzhong ordered Meng Yi to see you!"

Outside the tent, the voice of the servant in the yellow gate suddenly sounded.

Ying Zheng remained silent, just bowed his head to draw, and after a long while, he dropped the brush, let out a long breath, and turned to Zhao Gao, "Your Majesty, go down and have a rest. By the way, I will send this silk to the boy for reference. Life picks up the missing pieces."

"only."

Zhao Gao bowed his hands to accept the order, and after drying the last piece of ink, carefully rolled up the long piece of cloth, hugged it and exited the imperial tent.

……

Outside the imperial tent, the sky is already bright.

Meng Yi did not wait for Ying Zheng to be summoned for a long time, and he was not surprised. He just thought that Ying Zheng had not woken up, so he waited outside.

But Zhao Gao suddenly retreated from the tent, but Meng Yi was taken aback, and seeing his tired face, he couldn't help being even more dumbfounded, he whispered: "Your Majesty stayed up all night again?"

It is obviously normal to have the word 'again' in the words.

Zhao Gao bowed his hands to salute, and said with a wry smile: "Of course...but, from now on, it probably won't be like this!"

He turned around and patted the cloth in his arms, but it was meaningful.

Meng Yi was curious, and was about to ask a few more questions, when a call came from the tent: "Xuan, the doctor asked Meng Yi to meet you."

Meng Yi calmed down, straightened his clothes, stepped into the tent, paid his respects to Ying Zheng who was also full of fatigue, and then said: "Your Majesty is tired from the files, do you want to leave today?"

Ying Zhengqiang nodded vigorously: "At the foot of Mount Tai, we have been delayed for too long. We will leave today as usual. I can just take a nap in the car."

"only."

Meng Yi bowed his hands to accept the order, and then withdrew from the tent again, and ordered the camp to be set off. By the way, he also wanted to ask Zhao Gao if there was any gossip.

However, Zhao Gao has already left...

……

……

In the camp of the clan's children, Zhao Gao rode there with a tired face and found Zhao Zihu's felt tent.

"I have seen Zhao Fuling."

All guards and retinues greeted each other with salutes.

Zhao Gao jumped off the horse, bowed his head in return, and then glanced at Zhang Liang who was still headed by Ah San, probably guessing his identity, and said with a smile: "Rebel, today I will let you see, I, Daqin, have passed down a good law for generations! "

(End of this chapter)